Mike slammed his bedroom door shut, tears rolling down his face. His mother had just embarrassed him again, but this time it was much more personal. This was the fifth time this month that his mother had brought up the fact that he was a brony whilst their family was out in public. Mike’s mother had seen a small child wearing two plastic My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic rings. On one was a depiction of Pinkie Pie, on the other was Rainbow Dash. Mike’s mother had pointed out these rings to him, and in doing so attracted glaring looks and smirks from onlookers. This was the first time Mike had ever broken down crying in front of other people.

“Why can’t you just leave me alone and let me live my life the way I want to?” Mike sobbed into his pillow. “You always ruin everything! You embarrass me in front of other people, and even when I beg you to stop, you just persist!” Mike was practically yelling into his pillow at this point, even though he had gone hoarse from crying a long time ago.

Mike slammed his fist on the bed in rage. He looked around his room at the various My Little Pony memorabilia and instantly his anger turned into pure rage. He got up slowly and picked up a small wooden bat from his nearby dresser, the kind that they sell at gift shops at baseball stadiums. He picked up a small figurine of the character Fluttershy and smashed it to pieces.

“This is YOUR fault!” He yelled as he brought the bat down, smashing the yellow figurine to pieces. “If YOU hadn’t come along, then my mother wouldn’t constantly embarrass me, and my life wouldn’t be so miserable!” He brought the bat down a second time, and then a third, and a fourth, and so on, turning any remaining pieces into shards of plastic. He looked down at the small pile of yellow fragments and tears, and instantly his rage subsided.

“No… it’s not your fault,” He said, his thoughts now clear. He bent down and cradled whatever he could salvage from the pile of broken bits in his muscular arms. “It’s her fault,” he said, referring to his mother. “If she didn’t always speak so poorly of me and humiliate me like this, then maybe I could actually go places without attracting remarks from people. ‘Hey look, it’s that pony-lover! Let’s go beat him up!’ ‘What’s the matter, your pony friends aren’t here to save you? Tough luck, pony-boy.’ ‘Grow some balls for once!’” Cried Mike through his tears of anger, mocking the people who had mocked him. His eyes were red and burning from all of his sobbing.

Mike thought about his parents, about the insults, about everything, and suddenly came to a conclusion that would have shocked just about anyone.

“I’m going to disown my mother. Maybe then I’ll finally get some respect from people before she can turn them away.”

The thought filled Mike with sadness as he thought of how heartbroken his mother would be, but those feelings of sadness were quickly shooed away by the memories of the public humiliation she had caused him. “No… this is my decision, and it has to be done.

It was a rainy Tuesday morning as Mike was driving to the courthouse. This was it, the big day. It had been almost 2 months since he decided to legally disown his mother, and not once had he thought about going back on his decision. This was what had to be done, this was the only way for him to grow up to be respected. He thought about the night when he smashed the figurine, when he had decided to disown his parents, and it filled him with sadness. He knew in his heart, though, that this was what had to be done and what was going to be done.

As he took his exit to get on the highway to the courthouse, though, he thought about something. Maybe he was being too extreme when he made the decision. Maybe he was just upset. Besides, he knew that his mother still loved him, no matter what.

At that moment, Mike may have known what he needed to do. Heck, he may have even thought about turning around and calling the whole thing off. He might have thought about running home to his mother’s warm embrace and apologizing for everything he had done. But none of it mattered, because all of these thoughts would have been cut short by the truck that crashed headfirst, at over 60 miles per hour, into the side of his father’s Honda Civic.

Shards of glass went flying in all directions. Airbags probably deployed, but it didn’t matter, because Mike’s head went soaring through the windshield before then. The last thing Mike heard before he passed out was the sound of ambulance sirens and the concerned chatter of onlookers.

When Mike finally came to his senses, he was too tired to open his eyes, so he lay there for a while trying to visualize what happened. “I remember the car getting totaled, and the ambulance sirens, but what happened after that? I… ugh, my head.” He thought to himself. Oddly enough, though, other than his head, which felt like it was about to explode, he felt no pain whatsoever. He looked down at his limbs to evaluate his wounds, but what he saw instead shocked him.

He had no feet, and no hands for that matter. In fact, his arms and legs just sort of stopped and ended at a stub, almost like… no, it couldn’t be. He looked down at his haunches and saw something that nearly made him pass out a second time. A tail, Mike thought to himself, looking at the new brown-and-black appendage. Now why on earth do I have a tail?

Mike, now wide awake, began to survey his surroundings. Everything was bright and colorful. He was in the middle of a meadow, full of the most beautiful flowers he had ever seen. He looked up at the sky. There wasn’t a single cloud. The sky was a bright, beautiful shade of blue. He looked back at what surrounded him, and he saw a lake by a beautiful, luscious forest of lively green trees.

“Wow,” Mike thought out loud. “This place is nice. Where am I exactly?” He glanced back up at the cloudless blue sky and saw something that he wasn’t expecting. It nearly made his heart jump out of his chest. Is that… a horse? With wings? Mike’s mind instantly raced back to the TV show he used to watch, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. He instantly knew where he was. His anatomical changes all made sense now, the bright colors, the flying horse. He knew it couldn’t be true though. After all, that was just a TV show, right? Nothing more, nothing less.

Mike raced over to the pond by the forest and looked at his reflection. He couldn’t believe his eyes.

Mike was now a yellow-maned, brown-skinned, and green-eyed pony. He was in Equestria.
Mike was too overjoyed to think. All he managed to shout out before he passed out was “Finally, a place where I can be happy!”

And just like that, Mike was back on the ground, passed out in his new equestrian body.

Author's Note

Inspired by something that really happened. I just needed a way to vent my frustration. I won't mind if you guys don't want more, but if you liked the story and want to see more, your feedback would be greatly appreciated.